Voicemail.

[chef_chocobro]

"You have reached the voicemail of Ingis Scientia. I am unavailable to take your call at this moment, but if you would please leave a message, I will assuredly get back to you as soon as possible."

**BEEEEEEP**

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[chef_chocobro]

There were a few points of interest there that Ignis could have latched onto: a wry remark about how he was surprised, that the words 'early' and 'morning' in such close proximity hadn't scared her off of the premise entirely; a staunch refusal for anything involving fishing, just to ensure that was crystal-clear; a simple admission that he did rather enjoy a good Argentine wine, and to be able to experience some straight from the source...

But that last part quieted all of them, and he had to grin.

"Ah," he said, "there's the hook."

And now both of his hands had found their way to Liliana's back, making it all the easier to draw her in closer and kiss her, a kiss to compliment her on weaving together such an excellent rebuttal to the arguments he didn't even voice, a kiss that became deeper and more complex the more he actually thought about just how good it actually was.

[deathsmajesty]

Scared her off? It was entirely possibly that it was a sign of her own possible [404 words not found] for him that she had requested it specifically. Because Ignis liked early mornings and loved coffee possibly more than anything else in life, and therefore, for his birthday, she could make it happen.

But mmm, it didn't seem like he was about to protest her idea, and they could discuss the actual logistics later. But the conversation seemed to be shifting in another, delightful direction, and...what had he said so long ago, that first morning in his kitchen?

I'd much rather devote my attention fully to one task at hand done to the full capacity of my ability.

"What do you say about taking this conversation upstairs, hmmm?" she murmured to him once the kiss broke - though it would be difficult for him to answer with her kissing him deeply back. But she had faith he could figure it out.